#you don't know what awaits you

[scraemoo]

Exploring Alex's Caves mod adventures (in creative because good lord they're far and I just wanted a peek):

Primordial Caves: woahh!! Dinosaurs! It's so majestic. Holy shit a volcano even O:

Magnetic caves: shiny ball oooo...what the hell are these things. Wh stoo stop scanning me what the fuck- A HOLOGRAM OF MY SKIN??

Abyssal Chasm: engulfed by the uncanny silence of the deep, accompanied by metallic sounds and red beams of the ones who watch. dear diary.....I am 100 blocks deep underneath the sea surface. I have seen things I am not supposed to. One believes that darkness is what most humans fear in young years and sometimes a life long, yet it's the unknown that crazes our minds and drains our hopes to the last dry drop. It's the uncertainty of what lies behind it. Or inside. I am inside too. Perhaps it's better to stay blind and be uncertain of the unknown sounds that accompany on every step in my last sanctuary. I see them through my window. I don't want to see them. I don't want to know who watches. I don't want to know who waits. I don't want to I don't want to I don

[noxbunni]

I NEED TO DRAW I NEED TO DRAW I NEED TO DRAW I NEED TO DR

[m00nj3w3l]

I'm not even a fan (I never finished the show but anyway), but Mappa cancelling the YOI movie has got to be the stupidest move I've seen in a couple years if I'm being all the more honest

[heniareth]

It's interesting to note how the Tabris Origin, which involves a wedding, kidnapping and attempted sexual harassment, and fighting your way through an estate full of guards, is the Origin where gender plays a huge role in what story you experience. M!Tabris will always storm the castle coming to the rescue of his cousin and his betrothed, while F!Tabris will always have to fight her way out because the men in her life can't fully protect her (Nelaros dies, Soris literally hands her the sword, Cyrion is powerless to stop the abduction. Okay, this may be a little unfair to Soris who does fight side by side with Tabris and counsels caution the same way regardless of Tabris's gender). I'd go so far as to say that Tabris is the only Origin where the gender of your PC has a definite impact on the story.

TLDR to the rant in the tags: Tabris is constrained on all sides by being an elf, by their gender, in part by their family, and by society at large (both the Alienage and the wider city).

[dnangelic]

@effigist / @longerhuman : wrong blog but dazai would definitely try to lure him into a sketchy van with candy

enters the van expecting all fresh candy calories to be completely burnt by the time he somehow manages to exit the van .

[grackles]

The white house is still without a speaker? Good. Shut up.

[erigold13261]

📢Psychonauts NSR AU, Chapter 13: One Final Rock Song To Play📢

Milla and Sasha couldn’t believe on what had happened. Ford was Vision Quest, the output was forty-seven, and why did Gristol say that they were the new ‘king’ and ‘queen’? There were so many questions and so little answers.

“Oh Ford… you are that easy to fool.” Gristol spoke.

“Gristol, great… it’s you.” Ford responded with slight annoyance.

“You guys know each other?” Milla asked.

“Of course I did.” Gristol responded. He then turned to Ford. “You were perfect. Your rock was unstoppable!” He spoke. “But then you decided to go EDM. Well take a look around.” Gristol taunted as he pointed to the office. “Look at this, EDM no longer has a place here. Not anymore!” Gristol chuckled. “The age of EDM is over. Rock rules this city now!” He said. That made Milla think, that phrase… it was very similiar to how she heard it.

'The age of Rock is over. EDM rules this city.’

Milla knew that.

“Oh nice flattering, we saw the readings. The energy output those two produced is the same as ours.” Ford responded as he pointed to the rockers.

“The energy output? Who cares about the energy output?” Gristol dryly asked.

“I do!” Milla responded with anger.

“Yeah! We started this revolution for that reason.” Sasha replied.

“Oh boo frickity boo hoo hoo. What matters most is that we get to see how much of an idiot Ford is.” Gristol answered. Milla’s heart felt like a knife just grazed it. Was that his goal?

“Eat dirt you sack of potatoes.” Ford spoke. Gristol turned to him, and clearly was going to gaslight her.

“Don’t you understand how bad you’ve treated me, Vision?” Gristol asked. “I used to be your biggest number one fan! I supported you threw thick and thin! Everyone turned their backs on you when Septentrion disbanded, but I didn't… I stayed with you! That is how rock matters to me. That’s how much you mattered to me! And after all of that… …you gave up. You just gave up and took the easy way out. You abandoned what made you matter.” Gristol explained. “It was an insult to everything I believed in! You took my heart, broke it, and threw it in the garbage can.” Gristol continued. “Was my loyalty nothing to you? Not even the slightest bit?” Gristol asked.

“Ok, listen here Gristol. I don’t and never had gave a damn about you, got that? I. Owe. You. Nothing. And if that won’t make you listen, then I got two words for you buddy. Buzz. Off.” Ford responded. This made Gristol angry, but he kept his cool and went to use his tablet. Suddenly…

“Warning. NSR Satellite de-orbiting sequence initiated. Inbound in 900 seconds.” A robotic voice spoke.

“What did you do?” Ford asked.

“I was going to save this for a more meaningful day. But I felt like that this would be the 'meaningful day’ instead.” Gristol responded as he turned his head around.

“Gristol… what did you do?!” Milla asked.

“Oh nothing much, just look at the window.” Gristol responded as he pointed to the window. That is when Milla and Sasha look at horror. The NSR Satellite was heading towards tower.

“See? I’ve set NSR’s own satellite to plunge right into this tower.” Gristol responded.

“You… you WHAT?!” Milla responded in horror.

“Gristol. Fix this. Now. Or I swear to god I will—”

“Too late. The coordinates are locked in.” Gristol coldly responded. “I can’t do anything even if I wanted to… this is not one of these moments.” He dryly responded. Everyone was stunned by what Gristol had said. Sasha was shocked, Ford was angered, and Milla… well, she was surprised.

“Warning. NSR Satellite is re-entering the atmosphere.” The robotic voice spoke.

“Oh look at that face of yours. It is nothing but an expression of utter hopelessness.” Gristol responded as he took a picture of Ford’s face. “Now you know how it feels to be ditched, like me.” He spoke. “Ah, the scent of poetic justice. Now come on you guys, let’s leave this building… and watch Ford Cruller die inside.” Gristol said. That made Milla knew that it was wrong… this wasn’t supposed to happen. She wouldn’t leave someone to die. She had to do the right thing.

“No.” Milla spoke.

“Excuse me?” Gristol asked as he stopped.

“You heard me. No.” Milla replied. “What we are doing… is wrong.” She said.

“What do you mean by 'wrong’? This is exactly what we had set to do. To end NSR once and for all.” Kliff spoke.

“This is what YOU wanted. We agreed to end NSR’s ruling, but we didn’t agree to obliterate its tower!” Milla responded.

“But Milla, haven’t you forgotten your fans?” Kliff asked. “They all want you to destroy NSR! Remember, if we completely remove NSR from this landscape, you will gain total control over Vinyl City!” Gristol explained. Milla froze at that line. Total control. That wasn’t part of the deal… and she knew what 'total control’ meant.

“But… but we’ll be repeating history.” Milla responded.

“What did you say?” Gristol asked surprised.

“We’ve became the very thing we stood against. We’re doing exactly what NSR was doing.” Milla explained. “We're… the new NSR.” Milla spoke. Then suddenly, Milla realized it and it was true. What she and Sasha were doing… was exactly what NSR was doing. “Oh… oh no.” Milla spoke as she realized.

“Milla, you’re overthinking this, man! Eradicating NSR is the right thing to do! Don’t you understand?” Gristol snapped.

“Shut it you hacking weasel! I’m done listening to you! And if that won’t make you listen, then I got two words for you buddy. Buzz. Off.” Milla spoke, to which Ford was surprised what she said. Milla turned to Sasha. “Sasha! We need to stop that satellite. This is probably dangerous, but I understand that if you would rather—”

“I’m in. I’m going with you.” Sasha responded. Milla smiled at that response.

“Good. Now a plan of action.” Milla spoke. She turned to Ford, who had an idea.

“The only way to stop the satellite that is by getting my artists reclaiming their districts. Then we’ll have enough power to repel that satellite.” Ford explained.

“Got it.” Milla said as she and Zuke boarded on the lift.

“I need some time to ensure the safety of my personnel and evacuate them from this building. Can you two handle the districts first?” Ford explained.

“We can. You can count on us!” Milla replied. Gristol was not going to let them side with their 'rivals’. And immediately hurried to the three.

“You guys won’t succeed! Your fans will make sure of it!” Gristol spoke. This caused Ford to stop the lift, and lower it… and well…

*THWACK*

“Ow!” Gristol said as he winced in pain by getting a kick in… a certain area.

When Ford, Milla, and Sasha made it to the top, Sasha and Milla reached to the helicopter to control.

“Once you’s reached the districts, head to the Grand Qwasa and rock you’re instruments, okay?!” Ford explained.

“I think I know where you’re going with this!” Sasha responded.

“Good, then good luck then!” Ford responded as the two flew off.

~

The first stop B2J made was Dream Fever, Lucky’s district. Looking down, they saw that there was spray paint of their faces, their symbol, their bandname. They saw the statues were ruined… the paintings were fine. But they knew what they did was wrong. The two looked and saw that the satellite was falling. That is when Milla got a text when they reached the Evenfall Gallery.

“Milla! Sasha! You need to stop this! You’re throwing away everything that we’ve accimplished!” It read. It was from Gristol. Milla turned her phone off and the two landed.

When they landed, they saw robots that had their faces spray painted on and that a generator was absorbing energy, and that the Evenfall Gallery was surrounded by a force field. Milla and Sasha defeated most of the robots and played their music, which changed their powers. Releasing Dream Fever. Suddenly, Lucky appeared.

“Okay, the district is mine, Sasha! Go help the others!” Lucky spoke. The two rockers nodded and boarded the helicopter to the next site.

~

The next stop was Metro Division, 1010’s district. The satellite was sort of nearer. Milla saw how all of the pretty faces of 1010 were ruined, and all of the machines were acting out of control. The next text Milla was from Gristol.

“Why are you siding with NSR? Don’t you remember what they did to this city?!” It read. Milla turned off her phone again as the two landed.

Once again, they defeated most robots, destroyed a generator which freed Barracca Mansion from it’s control, where Captain Oleander was waiting for them.

“Area is secured! You’re cleared! Go! Go! Go!” Captain Oleander ordered. Milla and Sasha saluted to the captain as the two boarded the helicopter.

~

The third stop was Natura, Lili’s district. The flowers were wilting, the plants were in poor quality, and the satellite was a bit closer, all because of them. The text that Gristol had sent had arrived.

“Guys, you’re smarter than this. Ford is only using you!” It read. Milla turned it off. And the two landed.

This time, all of the robots were destroyed, and the generator was broken, as well as the shield that freed Natura Concert Hall. To which Lili appeared.

“Thank you Bunk Bed Junction! You’re not that bad at all!” Lili bowed. Milli and Sasha couldn’t help but chuckle at what she said. The two boarded the helicopter and arrived at the next district.

~

The next district was Akusuka, Raz’s district. The satellite drew nearer and nearer and the lights weren’t shining anymore. And the Kura Kura Stream Hub was faintly shining. Milla got another text.

“Think of your legacy! Do you want to be known as the biggest failures of Vinyl City?!” It read. The two landed, ignoring the text.

The two defeated some robots, and were able to free the Kura Kura Stream Hub from it’s shield. To which Raz arrived, cheering them on.

“Go Bunk Bed Junction! You can do this!” Raz cheered as he gave a peace sign. The two smiled at his response. When they boarded the helicopter to their next destination.

~

Cast Tech was the next stop, and it was DJ CCC’s district. They saw how heavily damaged it was. Every image of DJ CCC was torn off, the statue was painted with reds and greens, they knew they had to stop this and that the satellite was building level close. Then a text arrived.

“Milla, I’m sorry, I really need to talk to you. Please.” The text read. Milla ignored it, and the two hopped off.

There was very little of robots and that the generator was easily broken by their music. And when it was freed, DJ CCC arrived.

“Seems that you Plutonians aren’t that bad. But now’s not the time to stay. Head to the Grand Qwasa. Hurry!” DJ CCC ordered.

The two headed to the helicopter. And went to their last stop.

~

The last stop, the Grand Qwasa. Milla and Sasha saw that the satellite was closer. And that a text from Gristol arrived.

“I WON’T LET YOU DO THIS!!!” It read. Milla had enough. And immediately deleted Gristol’s contact. After that, the two landed.

This time, they saw Gristol face to face.

“I don’t want to do this, but you left me no choice!” Gristol said as he summoned many robots.

They were hard to beat, as if the more robots they beat, the more harder it becomes. Cause every robot defeated, another is summoned. It was hard but that is when Milla heard a familiar voice.

Milla turned around and saw that Ford was back… alongside with his guitar. That is when… he playing the loudest riff ever, it was so loud that knocked out not only every robot, but it also knocked out Gristol as well.

“Thanks!” Milla responded.

“No problem, now hurry! Quick, you two! Get on the Grand Qwasa!” Ford ordered as the two hurried to the Grand Qwasa.

When they got to the Grand Qwasa, they saw everyone.

DJ Cold Comet Crispin, Raz, Lili, Captain Oleander, and Lucky… as of now. It was just the power of the two rockers, it was the power… of seven.

“There’s only one thing left to do.” Sasha spoke.

“Indeed. Come on everybody! We got to do this!” Milla said as she told the rockers.

“Bunka!” They started…

“Junka!” They prepared…

“Shakalaka!” They knew…

“BAM!” They rocked…

And suddenly, the NSR tower. Began to change shape by collecting many buildings. It turned into an arm, which in turned into a rocking formation, which when the satellite was close… the building struck it, causing the satellite to explode. Saving the people of Vinyl City.

[rotatedaxis]

bears in trees - 12/11/22

[bylightofdawn]

S C R E A M

Writing this Cody and Rex reunion has me going absolutely feral. I am legit listening to my sad romance breakup/makeup playlist on Spotify.

Not because I'm shipping Codex here but the vibes its the vibes of this scene.

No one warned Cody that Rex was alive because they either didn't know (Slick) or just assumed he'd been told (Echo and Gregor)

Meanwhile Rex knew and legit hauled ass from the other end of the galaxy but hasn't allowed himself to really believe it until he actually saw Cody.

I might vibrate through time and space because the emotions I am experiencing while writing this scene is gonna send me into another dimension. I just love my Rex and Cody reunion scenes which is why I wrote that purely self-indulgent post Geonosis Cody lands on planet after the battle trying to keep his shit together while trying to find out of Rex survived his first battle without him.

Which...Imma go re-read real quick so I can make some call backs cause ugh that fic also gives me all the feels.

EDIT: Ahahahaahahh I'd FORGOTTEN I'd written Slick into Dulce so it's kinda a perfect linear circle

[cheekblush]

just went through the exo tag and saw the WORST take 🙁

[officersnickers]

The last night, I dreamed about The Promised Neverland. Mainly about being Norman (?) and being sent to Lambda, but the facility looked more like a furniture shop (??). It was still traumatic and poor little boy (me ???) was shaken to his bones.

This night I was nerved and dreamed about fucking Harry Potter 😣😥🤐🤨😒😓😔🫤🙃☹️😖😞😨😩🤯😬😵🤕🤡🥺🫣

[winepresswrath]

From like 2010 to 2015ish MOST of the tv I watched was Korean dramas and I haven't watched one in years but you INSTANTLY brought me back with that post it is SO specific the way they say cheona lol

so specific, so consistent! you hear that tone and you immediately know you're gonna start advocating for absolute rule in your heart within the next two minutes.

[yeslordmyking]

I'm here to announce that you should absolutely not start a new game with an 8 Sim household and only $24,009 simoleons.

Like, don't

[whathebrick]

i’m still very normal about legos.

[heritageposts]

I'm writing again to bring attention to the GFM campaign of @nourfamily1989, a mother of five in Gaza.

Since the last update, the situation for Nour and her family has gotten a lot worse. The area they've been seeking refuge in has been subject to intense bombing, and they've had to flee again in the middle of the night, with no idea where to go or what awaits them.

The despair Nour is describing is heartbreaking:

We see death every day, every minute, and every second??? We can no longer endure all this suffering, and my children are no longer children. Rather, they have become adults. After all this suffering, they have not taken any of their rights. Rather, they have lost their lowest rights. They have to bear what no grown-up person could bear. How long will all this torment and destruction that we live in?? Every day we move from place to place and we do not know where to go and where to go. There is no safe place for us. Every place is targeted and there is no safety. Please help my children from this bitter torment. Please save us from this destruction. There is no home. There is no future for my children. All their dreams are shattered.

Nour has repeatedly said on her blog that she hates having to ask for help, but that, for the sake of her children, she no longer has a choice.

Let's make sure her pleas now don't go unanswered.

You can make a big difference to the family even with a small donation. If you can't donate, then please help by sharing.

Donation link (GFM)

For vetting info, see this post by @/killy.

Over the course of a week, we've been able to raise a little over $5,000. Let's aim to reach the next $5,000 milestone as soon as possible, so that if the Rafah crossing reopens in the near future, the family will have the funds necessary to evacuate.

Currently: $14,240 / $20,000

Total GFM goal: $90,000

[masculinemotorcycleman]

im on this camp and i got two people to download tumblr just by talking about it wtf